DeeJays transition plan has gone to its next phase. He has packed and moved his stuff and is now living in a cabin-ish space at Suzanne's house. He is excited and full of plans.
I, on the other hand, am a bit melancholy. It feels anti climactic and unfinished. There was no celebration or pomp surrounding his leaving. He is just gone.
I almost stood at church for a prayer request/blessing for him, as I'm sure his path will now be full of wonder and misery. I chose to hold it silent in my heart.
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